Spring is the season when all things come back to life, and a person's life, too, unfolds like the four seasons of the year, dazzling and enchanting.
Meng Ju kept wondering: If she hadn't met Shi Haoran there, if she hadn't known he was Shi Mengran's older brother,
would she have missed this man? Would she have been left with no regrets?
Or is regret simply something this world will never lack? Does he ever think of her? Meng Ju gave a bitter smile, her lips drooping slightly.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
